I flex and warm up getting ready for my opponent... wearing red and black tiger striped squarecut thigh hugging shorts...Red boots... shirtless showing off my thick 61" chest - ready for action
FIGHTFREUND69: Andi... 6'5... 222 lbs... THE GERMAN GIANT... back at the Nail in Texas after a long time fighting around the world... pumped and ready to lay some nice pain on long time rival Erik... black trunks with red and golden stripes... German colors... black short boots... roll my neck as I climb the ring.... double biceps flex for the crowd... look you over.. "bro... it's been a long time... glad to get your ass in my hands again..."... yt
 | |
| FIGHTFREUND 6'5" 222 POUNDS |
ERIK ATLAS: OHmahgawd... its the big Andi and he aint a rookie no more. Even has some scars since I last saw him. Damm dude, wish someone loved him enuf to make him a real meal... I grin seein him wanting my ass... agin... the Nail rarely has a ref and this time ain't no different - fight to submission and winner uses the loser... I walk up to the big boy, one of the few men I can see eye to eye... "I see yur feeling lucky..." flex my right bicep at you showing you the POWER yur facing..."yu can kiss it if ya like?" grinning at taunting him with the muscle I remember drove him crazy....
FIGHTFREUND69: There is no ref and no rules so far in THE NAIL... and I love it... "Bro, I'm not into soft peaks, you can kiss yourself... and do it, before you get dragged away by your feet, like this dude, I've met on my way from the locker to the ring...."....
- I straighten up and my hands turn to fists... taking a fighting stance... "ready for this...???"... the men over the edge for this main event.... some of them drunken already... other open zips and pull dicks out... stroking on those tall bodies of Andi and Erik....
ERIK ATLAS: I notice yur English has improved plenty.. I see you put up fists and step inside quick...PALM to your face and SHOVE with huge power behind it - I THRUST you into the corner behind you! I stand in the center ring grinning at you as the room explodes in howls of cheering support or crying foul....
FIGHTFREUND69: no ref, no rules, no bell.... winner has his fun with the loser until he is bored... You suddenly slap your palm to my face, pushing me into corner... but it's not your power alone driving me back... I willingly step back... and as you show your plastic grin for the crowd... I push off charging at you and ram my shoulder to your gut... my arms grip around your knees and tackle you to your ass... WHAMMMM.. as I grab your right boot heel and toes.... I lift that leg and TWWIIISSSTTT... I crank that foot several times really rough to wreck your ankle.... kicking the back of your right leg.... going for your hammies... The men roar and cheer... It's time for you to LOSE Atlas
ERIK ATLAS: HOLEESH!TBA!!S.... ya come out of the corner in fire... HIT my core hard and slam me to the mats ... then yur working to wreck my right leg.... I can take a lot of hits before real damage occurs but shit he's laying on the pain right away! Left leg free KICK you off me hard! rolling to get up....
FIGHTFREUND69: OOUUFFF... your left boot sends me back to the ropes... I expected this counter - I bounce off and come back at you, as you roll to your knees... jump on your back and take dominant control... long German legs scissor and slide around your waist... ankles locked to get a good ride and I flex tight cutting into your sides... good to hear you groan under the attack... ... as I wrap my left arm around your throat, going for the choke hold and slice the arm pressure deep in your Adam's apple... while my right hand reaches out for your right arm... trying to struggle it back not allowing you to push up good just with your left hand... "YEEAHHH...!!!".. some dudes like what they see...
ERIK ATLAS: You take an amazing fast rebound, you got huge size and good power but the speed is incredible! (I know once he found out the speed was his key tool I'd be in trouble...) You mount my back and I instinctively move to drop my chin before you lock that choke in well and SHIT you counter and saw under my chin anyway! I’m fighting the choke and feel yur legs slide around me, and way more thick and powerful than ever before. I flex barely in time – yur legs squeeze TIGHT around me - I'm on my knees and one hand locking my right arm back... I rock back to my knees and GRAB that choking arm and PEEL it off my Adam's apple slowly GASP a free breath....flexing my core harder to withstand the tight pressure mounting around my waist...yur legs around me makes my chest look huge as you compress my waist... I PLANT one foot and work to stand....
FIGHTFREUND69: DAMN... this muscle monster peels my choking arm off his throat... and I feel this fucking power again... giving him also 70 lbs in weight... as he tries to stand up... I drop the choke and GRIP your face with a left hand CLAW to your face... fingers in your nostrils and pull your head really rough back to settle you down and to regain control over your muscled body.... men rooooaarrrr in excitement, as I go rough and nasty on that bigger muscled dude....
ERIK ATLAS: AWUUGHH... yur raking attack on my face rocks my head back and fucks my balance falling back ON YOU.. I shake my head FURIOUSLY to get your hands off my face.... and DRIVE three hard elbow shots to your ribs firing back with huge arm power! SLAM SLAM SLAM! yur legs still tight around me and my core flexed armor tight holding your power at stalemate there for now but fighting hard - reminding you the power and fury of ATLAS!
FIGHTFREUND69: OOUUFFF... drop on back with your 296 lbs on me... my legs still locked tight around your waist grinding tighter and tighter… locked in good around your tight waist – your wide muscled back against my chest, like a slab of meat, but I got my legs cur under your lats - I take your elbows to my ribs and fight the painful impact... I use the momentum of the fall to put the rear naked choke hold with both arms tightly locked around your neck on... "FUCKK YEEAHH...!! You will lose Atlas – prepare for humiliation!".. a few of the guys roar... many of the Texas fools look shocked, as the local hero is in trouble early in the match.. my dick stiffened rock hard laying 12 o clock in my German colored trunks... presses against your lower back... yt
ERIK ATLAS: GRRRRRRRR.... you lock in that choke hard, one arm around my throat, the other locked on top of my head...legs grinding on my waist and I flex hard against burning power resisting the power of those long legs and the super leverage you got with them... sweat standing on me from the effort... you feel my waist heaving as I still push to breathe... head swimming from the intensity of the choke... I grab the top lock on the choke and PEEL that down loosening the choke shaking my head hard to loosen that death grip on my head and neck.... I THRASH hard left and turn in your scissor grip a quarter turn, turning the straight scissors with your knee over my guts pushing you to your back... reaching for those ankles to pry out...GRAB and seriously loosen that hold fighting hard to escape the long legs and spidery trap
FIGHTFREUND69: I’ve put down so many so-called heels in the last weeks of my journey through the US – they were defeated and put in their places. I'm glad to fight Erik tonight, to show off my better skills and to earn a big win, before I go home at Germany.… He has at a huge body and years of champion experience – his days of victory are over...soon.
- I fight your neck and try to weaken you good, as you manage to loosen the choke hold. I fight your efforts but you turn in the bodyscissor... DAMNNN... I can keep him in pain even better now – I tighten the hold again... but I can't stop that twist... I let you turn around and open scissor... pulling my legs really close to my head and lock them quickly around your neck... locking you in figure-4-leg-lock... on my back... keep the crossed right boot by my left hand and YAAANNNKKKK... to put more pressure on your neck... while my right elbow BASHES your face... aiming for your nose, BAMM your eye socket BAMMM, your mouth... BAMMM - whatever I can hit.... the crowd is devided and near riot... some roar... some moan in fear and shock... yt
ERIK ATLAS: You fight me like yur life depended on it... the legs trap me agin like coils and lock on a dangerous fig 4 headlock...yu fire strikes at my head....driving you to your back ... it's time to get nasty on the boy... I DRIVE with both legs pedaling and skidding you back on the mats to the ropes... yur head just under the bottom rope and GRAB yur head through the ropes LIFT yurt head and CHOKE you on the bottom rope! I rock back my weight DOUBLING your choke! Flexxing my neck hard resisting your blackout attempt with the figure four watching your face turn red
FIGHTFREUND69: This man is cunning and slippery when he’s stuck in trouble - the mighty ERIK ATLAS shoves me under bottom rope and yanks my head up, choking my throat against the rope... GGAAARNGHHHH... I gag and gulp... eyes widened... fighting for air, fighting for life - both men choking each other... looks like a draw... I can't drop the figure-4-headlock so far... cause it's a bad position, been forced under the rope... I flex hard summoning deeper power and YAANNNNKKK my leg harder cinching the leg scissors tighter, trying to get you weaker... . My legs flexing hard with muscle standing out and veins showing a map of power woven through my legs - with my left hand I go desperately dirty... A hard stabbing thrust digging my finger in your left eye - trying to get you off me... the arousal of the horny men in the house gets more intense as more and more dicks smacking in the hands of the audience...
ERIK ATLAS: AWUGHHHH head trapped and yur raking my eye!!! OK have to make this a power move.. I DRIVE my head down into your crotch and DRIVE PUSH as hard as my legs can drive you FURTHER under the ropes and me with you.... I get a good burst of speed and we shoot out under the ropes! you slip over the apron and HIT the floor with me on TOP! the impact BREAKS the hold and drives yur breath out.... Gasping and shaking my dazed head coughing and choking... I feel my right eye bleeding and my neck dented in where your legs were squeezing – My right eye bleeding... shit! I roll off you and stand....KICK yur ribs!
FIGHTFREUND69: UUUNNGGGGHHH... shoved out of ring I crash on floor and your body weight on me... gasp, as you stand up and kick my ribs... AARRGHHH.. those powerful legs of yours drive a brutal hit... your boots slam deep in my ribcage.... the crowd jumps to their feet... and so do I - I come pivot around on my back, powerful legs flash out and scissor both legs around your right leg capturing you! As you go for the next kick... the leg I've worked earlier... pull and scissor it... take you down to your ass... I lock on a grip on that trapped boot working that ankle lock! I TWIIISSTTTT that boot again wrenching it hard... I will hurt you and to snap your ankle... As you work with that pain, my right boot sinks DEEP into your babymakers.... your eyes wide with shock and pain – There’s some dirty agony for you there… making up for many losses I had to you.
ERIK ATLAS: Your legs flash out and grab my leg - I hit the floor on my ass, cold and solid and see the crowd rushing to see the action on the floor... thrashing to get my legs free and I....OH FUKKKK.... You nail my balls.... gawwwwdammm..... holding my stones groaning in pain... ankle getting worked hard...PULL my knees close...rocking my body forward to you – your hands too busy wrecking my ankle to block this - I FINGER POKE to your face Stabbing your right eye...you react in pain and I thrash free before u shred the tendons in my ankle... holding my crotch in pain from that brutal kick, but hafta get some space... hauling myself up... My legs not ready to hold me up and I fall again from the pain… OK thats not good enough.. one more time - working to stand...
FIGHTFREUND69: AAARRGHH... lose the grip of your leg as you stab my right eye... FUUCKKK... feeling the dirty pay-back pain, same as I've given you earlier... GGROOWWLLL.... struggle up... blinking that eye.... Only half blind I watch your position ... With speed I fire a kick backward! WHAACCKKKK... I kick your jaw and stun you... yur drop as yur stumbling to get up - I grab your hair and pull you up to your wobbly feet... and WHAAMMMM... slam your face on apron... your face leaves a sweaty bloody stain on the apron! Keeping you hurt and dazed, I drag you to the steel corner post and smash your face against the post... WHAAMMM... the mighty Texan reeling... this will be a big win for the German....!!!... Texan home town fans shocked over the edge.... they can take consolation in knowing their hero will come in second place tonight
ERIK ATLAS: Yur all over me like a fungus again! Jaw kiCkED! rEELING ... I see the apron coming up SLAM!... head reeling... post coming.... OH NO NO hands up SLAMMM - my hands block the damage but not the momentum... slamm into the post... stumble and DROP on my back.... reeling from two nasty head shots...
FIGHTFREUND69: the former mighty Texan fighter ERIK ATLAS on his back... I STOMP on your chest and speak, “Stop me!” Ispit right into your face... Laughing at your offense. Then I raise arms... "YEEESSSSSS...!!!!"... time to fuck this stunned muscle boy right now... I hook your neck and thigh... lift your heavy body up on apron... and roll you under bottom rope in ring... then I adjust my dick... climb the apron and strep through ropes... “I will fuck you into unconsciousness... smartphones flashes... taking pics...
ERIK ATLAS: You spit in my face.... some men forget the rules in moments of passion, and yu probably never saw this.... the RAGE that happens when a man SPITS on me....You toss me in the ring, and that's a good feat of power in itself... but stroking yur tool thinking this is OVER? you love the cameras for a sad moment of distraction, and turn – suddenly LIFTED a half meter from the mats by my HEEL driving into your crotch! You crumble like paper in the rain and hit the mats... roll on top of you...blood running from my head... bleeding eye... and FURY written in steel blue eyes...A SHOWER OF PUNCHES drop on your head and neck!
FIGHTFREUND69: I give your fans the middle finger as I step in ring... out to fuck that local hero right in front of their eyes..... BBRRRAAAAAHHHHH...!!!... as your boot heel drills hard into my nuts - I'm lifted up then collapse onto the mat.... "FUUUCKK... SCREEEWW YOU...!!!"... howl in pain ... cupping my broken nuts... as you mount me and.... UNNNGGHH.. .NOOOO... as hailstorm of fists busts my face open... eye cuts... lip open... blood and sweat splattering around... GGROOWWLLLL.... trying to catch your hands... but FUCKING ROCKED now...
ERIK ATLAS: My is now hand planted flat on your face - I pivot off the mount position lifting legs off you, using your face as a mount for my weight... knee comes down in a sharp KNEE strike to the right side of your ribs! The practice version of this move is much more elegant like a handstand, but this one, my head still reeling , my balls a pelvic pain- my knee lands and scores a brutal amount of damage in your ribs but I collapse on you - chest on chest, side mount...Push off you and grab yur hair..."NEVER spit on me! EVER!" raging in your face!
FIGHTFREUND69: OOUUNNGGG... you push your big palm on my hand as you pivot to my right side and... CRUUSSHHHH... kick knees in my ribcage... my ribcage feels like he is been shoved away for inches to the other side... ribs on fire... as you drop over me... chest on chest... side mount to my right side... pulling me up by my hair...
- this texan dude is fucking rough... he is muscled and brutal.... but this isn't over yet....!!!... You howl at me like an animal with your throat wide open… unfortunate for Atlas - I dig my two left fingers right into your throat... STABBB!... your head lifts from the force of the shot and your thick body comes off me some... not waiting to see if that scores pain on you, I raise my left leg and wrap it around your head... I catch you in a headscissor... really pulling on my right boot forcing my legs to lock, I tighten the deadly figure-four-headlock around your neck again... “Poor muscleman forgot he needs to breathe...Foolish rage Atlas.”I pull my right arm back... WAMM WAMM WAMM... knock elbows in your left side.... going to sleeper you out in my figure-4-headlock...
ERIK ATLAS: you lash yur legs around my head in my rage.... "GRRRRRRR...... .OK........ FINE!" .... this is going to be the ugly finish of either him or me.... I grab your shoulders… and Pull my weight back to my knees lifting your back off the floor; I PLANT my right foot..... BURN POWER to stand... and LIFT.... you come off the floor – we’re outside the ring... on the hard cement floor .... I DROP YOU ON YOUR BACK on the hard concrete floor HARD... the floor is solid and unforgiving... your head bounces like a basketball as we collide with the floor... I SHOVE on your legs hard as we hit and push out... barely escape assisted by sweat slick skin... I roll off you and – as all will learn – even in pain, I get up ....
FIGHTFREUND69: I tighten the figure-4-headlock and try to fight your strong bull neck, as you stand up and lift us over ropes... FUUCKKKKK... as you drop me on back down to the hard concrete floor... AARRNNGHHH... spine on fire... my head bounces off... seeing stars... I reach instinctively for the back of my head and touch some blood.... as you roll off and get up....
- FUUCKKKK... this Texan fighter is brutal... I throw my hand on apron and pull me up... not giving him any chance to attack me first... and as I note you coming from behind at me... MULE KIIICCKKKK.. you right in the balls... turn around... push hands on apron... jump and drop kick you against your chest... BAMMMMM... sending you with your back over the barricade.... the local fans in shock.... yt
ERIK ATLAS: I'm getting up and closing on the big German... those long fucking legs, power and reach.... AWUUUUUUUUUUU !!! yur heel comes back and cleaves me in the crotch hard sending my potaters into my pelvic bone... before I can fall yur up and KICK me back... hit the barrier and fall into the arms of the ravenous crowd... men touching me... some supporting, some not... dazed and in amazing pain on my back wanting to curl into a ball from the pain....
FIGHTFREUND69: I stagger to the rails holding my head and see the men all shocked, scattering and getting up from their chairs – the combat has bled into the crowd. I step over the rails like they were tiny… Only fools hope to stay in our way. I’m reeling from the expense of power this fight is taking – but I reach for a discarded metal chair.. quickly fold it ... As I swing it the fools in the audience scatter! SLAMMMMM it right onto your head.. as you try to pull up.... I grab your right boot... lift your leg up and... CLAANNNGGG.... slam your knee on the top of the metal barricade... going to hurt this thick leg more... The crowd is screaming and I’m deep in a crowd of his friends - I get over the barricades and slide into ring... up to my feet... fist bump my chest.. RROOAAAARRR.... "THE GIANT GERMAN...!!!"....
ERIK ATLAS: You are tested hard and wildly swinging... many men around me and I see you coming with the chair... you SWING... I pull a loudmouthed punk in the way SLAMMMM him good... yu barely notice missing me.... but grab my knee and SLAM it over the barricade.... red bruising immediately...! AWUGHHhhhFUWKKKK.... rolling on the floor... yu get into the ring and I feel more men all over me... I shove them back and climb over the barricade... clutching something in my hand... I beat this bastard over 15 times and he barely laid a hand on me... now he's way more dangerous.... walking around the ring getting my bearings and finally roll back into the ring ready to be attacked...
- You close with me and you see I have a beer can in my hand SLAM it into your forehead!
FIGHTFREUND69: a bit wondered, that you come that fast in the ring, though I hit your head with the metal chair... but then I assume... you managed to dodge that rough hit... as you... UUNNNGGGGG... slam that can in my forehead... has me reeling back and I land against the ropes.... trying to keep my footage.... as I shake my head off... twist face in pain... check my forehead and there is a bit of blood..... "BIIITTCHHH...".... push off ropes and run... sink shoulder to your gut to tackle you down...
ERIK ATLAS: Still tested hard, choked, head bashed, leg a mess... you HIT me hard and we go down... scrambling on the mats...shoving you hard to get you in position.... my massive legs come up and SLAM around yur body.... clamp tight.... you feel HOT sweat slick muscle lock on like u have many time before and I SQUEEEEEEEEEZE yur body without mercy!!
FIGHTFREUND69: I take the mighty ERIK ATLAS down to his back.... this is probably my best fight against him... and I'm ready to finish him off... as you thick legs scissor around my waist... AAANNGGHHHH... I arch up and twist my face in pain... NO NO not this NO! fighting the scissor hold... gasp and suck air... but with each breath... the scissor tightens more... Your thick legs pulsing with inhuman power force me to twist and shake in that hold... gaaaaaasppingg... but losing breath... AANNGHHHHH.... NO this was my victory…. I am trying to survive as I get squeezed like a python has me in his coils... out to kill.... yt
 |
| Andi's Nightmare |
ERIK ATLAS: OHHHH lucky fortune for me as yu slowed down and got caught in the hellish Atlas DEATHSQUEEZER... I PUMP a hard crushing pulse into your body... you always had a narrow waist and built tight with muscle – my 33" quads CRUSH into your core carving into you - rocking you to your side pinning your right arm under u... sweat running off me and breathing hard from the effort... I SQUEEZE deeper sawing my legs left and right around your body
FIGHTFREUND69: OOMMGGGGG... screaming and moaning as you push me to the side... pinning my right arm under me... feeling sick... could vomit right now... so much pain in my gut... those fucking strong legs cut my body in half.... NNNGGGGGGGGGG... fighting the pain... slap my left palm in your face and put a fucking rough face claw on it.. My arm ripples as I drive power into your skull crushing the life out of your brain! My core is collapsing… I have to do anything to get you out of this... yt
ERIK ATLAS: My head was a throbbing dull pain from the attacks earlier... yur back is hard tested by that slam on the concrete...now crushed in my power mancrushing boduscissors- I’m surprised by your quick hand strike... The tall German has big hands and yu sink yur powerful fingers into my head! AWUUUGHHHH!!!... my legs loosen around you... AWUUUGHHHHghhh..... the pain is blinding! my hands come up working to rip yur hand off my head...SLAM my huge fist on your wrist again and again... I caint get free! My legs still got you.... UGHHhhh Ohmahgawd! The pain in my head is blinding and leeching my power.... desperate… I SLAM a fist up under yur hand and RIP yur hand off me...! AUGHHHHH the tearing pain hurts worse for a flash…. I grab yur wrist to keep that off me and FLEX my legs!
FIGHTFREUND69: my face claw has the wanted effect. You scream in pain as I catch you in my deadly claw! Your legs looser on me, I suck a lot of fresh air... then you strike my wrist just right from beneath... AARRRGHHHH... fist hits my wrist... it fucken hurts... then you slam my hand off... AARRNNGHHH... I try to twist in your scissor or to slide out... but it isn't possible so far.... my left hand sore... I shake the pain off... FUUCKKKK... in panic now... turn head and spit in your face again... desperate right now.... yt
ERIK ATLAS: yu SPIT at me?!?! From a dark place where fury is stored, my legs find power... Quads straighten and SQUEEEEEEEEEEZE the living FUCK out of you POWERED BY RAGE crushing the life out of you! I FLEX a burst of power and CRUSH hard and ANOTHER... I feel something go THUMPF inside you and GRIN cuz I know something broke.... "Come on, spit on me again bitch! Bet it’s BLOOD this time!"
FIGHTFREUND69: "AAAAAAAARRGHH.. FUUCKKNNN... NOOOOO..".... CRAACCKKKK.. "AAAIIEEAHHH....".. ribs snap and crack, as you tighten the squeeze hold... I feel sick deep inside... trying to breathe in panic... as much as I can in this tight hold... flopping around like a dying fish.... you order me to spit again... I can't... totally wrecked in this scissor hold... ROOOARR... MOOOANNN... your fans cheer and laugh.... yt
ERIK ATLAS: "YOu were so close.…" I know I just stole your victory - I FLEX another brutal crushing SQUEEEEEEZE..... and PUNCH yur face with a HUGE fist over and over.... crushed and battered... your victory chances waning.....
FIGHTFREUND69: I collapse in those thick legs, as you squeeze the life out of my body.... mouth stands open... drooling... unable to breathe... eyes crossed.... ribs crank and snap... all sore and hurting... I tap your thick thigh slightly... tap tap tap...
ERIK ATLAS: I release the crush and DROP to my back.... most of my power feuled from rage and spending deep reserves... but that's fading as you tap... DING DING... the bell rings and the place goes crazy....thick python legs draped around your body loosely, gasping for air on my back holding my head.... gawdddamm... - the crowd on their feet howling for me to fuck you...
FIGHTFREUND69: I slump to the mat exhausted... only thing I can do is do slide my hand slowly over my face... cupping my sore face and eyes... FUUCKKK... was so close to win against Erik... but this texan fight machine took me apart again... low breathing... torn down like an worn out shoe.... yt
14:56 ERIK ATLAS: I slowly strip off my shorts revealing a hard cock... gawd yur muscled big German body still heating my balls....rock ont top of you and smother yur face driving my cock into your mouth!
FIGHTFREUND69: suddenly all 296 lbs slide over me... and your... MMMPPPFFFFFFFF... thick cock drills in my mouth... can't do anything... it grows and fills my mouth... down to the throat... can't breathe... your weight on me... gagging... choked.... tap your thick thigh again... tap tap tap tap tap..... yt
ERIK ATLAS: heheh yur tapping... I GRAB yur head and ROLL to my back... letting you breathe but insistant that yur gonna service me bitch
FIGHTFREUND69: my skull impaled on your thick dick you roll to your back and order me to service you... eyes watery... try to breathe through nose... as I suck and gag on that thick dick of yours... your fans going nuts... the German giant sucking that Texan dick.... yt
ERIK ATLAS: OHHHH yur mouth is still champion cock loving material... head back .... yur working hard and we're both spent badly..... I PUMP a shot into your face hard groaning like a beast UGHHGhnghnghnghn!
FIGHTFREUND69: at least I got at taste of your Texan cream... after that brutal loss... but this rivalry isn't over... I tasted my chance to win... and I'll overpower you soon... END.... :-))))))
ATLAS WINS
NOTE: Andi has been fighting me for about 3 years now and I've beaten him about 15 times. this is the closest he's come in fighting me. He in a native German speaker and I helped him get English cyber down. It's amazing how men from non-English speaking countries come here to cyber and work out all the strange and subtle uses of language to make cyber in English work. If you are one of those men, I salute you. That's amazingly DIFFICULT. Andi is an amazing player – get a change to ask him for a match.
Hot match! Love the moment of hubris where Andi spits in your face and that's when he begins to get his ass handed to him! Really close match considering you've got 70+lbs on him. Can't wait for when the smaller guy finally wins ;)
ReplyDelete